Time travel: Are you as professional as him in eating dog food?

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The sound of the flame was like the addition of an accelerant, rising up and burning more and more fiercely until everything inside was completely burned to ashes.

"My Lord, wait for me."

The woman who had collapsed on the ground screamed and was about to jump into the fire, as if hoping to die with him, but Qiu Yu, who was standing by, quickly grabbed the woman and prevented the tragedy from happening again.

"Madam, I am deeply sorry for your loss."

Qiu Yu hugged the woman tightly, staring at the flames in the center for a long time. Her hands tightly held her waist, not giving her any chance to struggle.

"My Lord...ah! My Lord!"

The shrill cries echoed in the hall, indicating that a not-so-happy family had finally reached its most unfortunate time, and his beloved wife had also witnessed her most painful and unforgettable memories.

The woman screamed a few times, her hand stretched straight out, as if to hook the burning arm of the man in front of her, but in the next second, the arm that was originally about to touch was instantly burned to ashes and fell to the ground.

The woman was startled when she saw this, her mouth slightly open, and her hand, which had been stretched forward, also stopped in the air.

The fire gradually went out at this time.

Seeing this, Qiu Yu slowly let go of the woman's waist. The body, which was originally suspended in the air, now lost its support point and slowly fell down, but her eyes were fixed on the pile of ashes.

Qiu Yu couldn't bear it and reached out to help her up, but she saw a lot of noisy arguments outside the door and a few roosters crowing.

Qiuyu, Qiuyu, and even Gu Yanming, who was holding the boy, were looking outside. The sky outside was gradually turning white. It was already early morning.

As the sound got closer and closer, the man had already picked up the boy who was holding him and stood up. He turned around and gave Qiu Yu some instructions, then walked towards the door.

As I stepped over the threshold, I saw a dishevelled man in red leaning against the steps, walking towards the gate without blinking or looking away.

"Hey! You don't care about me anymore?"

The man in red pulled at his ragged sleeves and looked at the man with the brisk steps.

"You are worse than a corpse, why should I care about you"

As he spoke, he walked towards his room holding the boy, while behind him a burst of complaints and a lot of exclamations echoed throughout the yard.

Gu Yanming kicked the door open, carried the boy back to the bed and sat down, gently stroking his back.

"Now that things have come to this, this is the best outcome for them, you know."

Wen Baixu didn't say anything, just nodded sullenly.

Seeing that she didn't insist on her point anymore, Gu Yanming calmly rested his head on top of his and looked at the snowy scene outside the door.

"They will be very happy. At least, even though they couldn't be together in life, they were reunited after death."

The boy still didn't speak, but nodded.

Gu Yanming smiled dumbly, knowing that he was still stuck in that scene and couldn't let it go for a long time. He didn't say much, but just hugged the boy and gently leaned back to the bed, covered the two of them with the quilt, waved his hand, and the door closed...

In the evening, there was a knock at the door. One of the two people on the bed rubbed the clothes on his chest and fell asleep again.

The other one, with his eyes blurred, responded in a hoarse voice.

"What's the matter"

The person outside the door seemed to have heard it and responded, "Master, the Marquis's wife wants to see you."

"Got it. I'll go there later."

As he spoke, he retracted his gaze, lowered his eyes, and looked at the boy in his arms. Seeing that he was curled up in his arms and sleeping like a kitten, he felt a sense of satisfaction in his heart.

"Just stay where I can see you. I will protect you. This time... I will never make the same mistake again."

As he said this, he loosened his numb hand and turned it around, then whispered softly in his ear, "Be good and go to sleep, I'll be back soon, dear~"

After saying that, he pulled his hand out, gently moved it out of the quilt, and tucked the edge of the quilt into him. Then he stood up and retracted his gaze, smoothed his wrinkled clothes, picked up the cloak on the stool beside him and put it on. Finally, he took a look at the person on the bed, who was wrapped tightly like a silkworm pupa, and then he opened the door and walked out, but he didn't notice that a golden light flashed on the bed in the room after he left...

Gu Yanming walked steadily under the eaves, turning one corner after another, and finally saw a courtyard gate after the fifth turn.

He knocked gently, and soon a maid with double buns in her hair gently opened the door. Seeing that the person coming was Gu Yanming, she slightly turned sideways, lowered her head, and said softly with a slightly red face.

"Madam has woken up and is waiting for Mr. Gu. Please follow me to the main house."

Gu Yanming nodded, but didn't say anything. He just stood quietly at the door and looked at the layout of the courtyard.

The maid bowed gently, stretched out her hand, stood on the side, and led Gu Yanming to the back room.

Along the way, the two did not talk. Gu Yanming's nose twitched and he asked inconspicuously: "This courtyard is not as gorgeous as the one I saw before. It seems to be an old courtyard."

The maid paused for a moment after hearing this, nodded, and turned her head to explain to Gu Yanming behind her, "Please forgive me, sir. This is an old courtyard. It was the courtyard where the old lady lived when she was still alive. After the old lady passed away, the lady couldn't bear to see the courtyard decay, so she converted the back of the courtyard into a warehouse for medicinal materials, and the front room is a Buddhist temple. The lady herself would come here from time to time to live and recite scriptures."

"What about your Lord?"

The man asked casually behind him

"My Lord?" The maid paused for a moment, then replied in a low voice, "I'm not sure about this, Mr. Gu, we're here."

As he spoke, he walked forward gently and knocked on the door. After hearing the voice from inside, he said, "Madam, Mr. Gu is here."

After saying that, he gently opened the door and stood aside.

Gu Yanming looked to the side, raised his foot, stepped over the threshold, and walked in.

The door behind him was also closed by the maid outside the moment he entered.

Gu Yanming looked sideways, then turned back and walked towards the house.

In fact, the furnishings in this room are not as magnificent as the ones I saw before. Instead, the ancient atmosphere is more intense. There are not only women and her maids in the room, but also Qiuyu Qiuyu and an elderly doctor.

"Madam, you fainted because you were too angry, and your body is also very weak. You need to take better care of yourself."

On the bed, a maid helped the figure behind the bed curtain to sit up, and thanked the old man who had already carried the medicine box.

"Then I'll have to trouble the doctor to take care of me. My body is useless and I don't have the ability..." As he spoke, bursts of crying came from the room, the sound of low sobs was particularly pitiful.

The old man nodded repeatedly, bowed and said goodbye, and walked out the door.

He nodded slightly as he passed by Gu Yanming, and was led out by the housekeeper.

As the door closed, the room temporarily regained its tranquility. Gu Yanming looked behind him, walked to the bed, bowed slightly, and made a gesture to salute.

Seeing this, the woman who was crying on the bed quickly raised her tearful face, stretched out her hand and said quickly: "Sir, what are you doing? You are going to embarrass me."

Then he glanced at the maid standing beside the bed and said, "Ningzhi, why don't you help the master up and take a seat?"

The maid standing by the bed quickly brought a stool and was about to start when she heard the man's low, slightly apologetic voice slowly say

"Madam, I am incompetent and cannot save the Marquis, but this matter was resolved thanks to the Marquis' selfless dedication. I will report to His Majesty when I return to Kyoto, for the Marquis..."

Before the man finished speaking, he heard a gentle voice coming from in front of him, and it also brought with it a hint of unusual smell.

"Sir... you are worrying too much. It is a blessing for the Marquis that you have sacrificed your life for the well-being of the people of this state. When the Marquis was alive, he often said that he would sacrifice his life for the prosperity of this world. This... can be regarded as a wish come true."

As she spoke, the handkerchief in her hand gently brushed across her eyes, wiping away her tears. "But... family disgrace should not be made public. Sir, please..."

A pair of beautiful eyes that were red and swollen from crying looked at Gu Yanming, a pair of red lips trembled slightly and she didn't know what to say, but there was a sharp coldness hidden in her eyes.

Gu Yanming raised his eyes slightly, saw the warning in her eyes, slowly lowered his head and said: "Madam, don't worry, I understand, and I will not let you down."

The woman nodded when she heard this, and slowly leaned back on the pillow on the bed, gently raised her handkerchief to cover her mouth, and coughed. The maid beside her immediately understood, lowered the bed curtain, straightened up, bowed slightly, and said to the three people in the room,

"My three distinguished guests, my wife has just experienced the pain of losing her husband. She is emotionally unstable and her cough is getting worse. She needs to rest, so please first..."

The man straightened up and nodded slightly, then said to the woman behind the bed curtain: "Then please have a good rest, Madam. I will take my leave and leave first. I will leave tomorrow. The road ahead is long, so I hope Madam will take care of herself."

After saying that, he turned sideways and glanced at the shadowy figure in the bed, walking out of the door with Qiuyu Qiuyu

"Madam, tomorrow we have to..."

Ning Zhi watched the three people leave the room, then walked back to the bed and said to the person inside through the curtain:

"Ahem~ No need, Gu Yanming...he is very smart"

"Madam, Ningzhi...I don't understand"

"You don't need to understand. You just need to see them leave the city tomorrow and send the letter on my dressing table with the pigeon from my mother's house. You don't need to worry about the rest. I have already told the butler that this matter ends here. In a few days, I will personally take care of the Marquis's funeral and let him pass away peacefully and with dignity."

Ningzhi's eyes showed complicated emotions. Although she didn't quite understand the twists and turns here, she still bowed, walked towards the dressing table, picked up the letter and walked out the door.

"Cough cough~"

There were intermittent coughs, echoing in the room, but behind the bed curtains, the beautiful eyes no longer had any trace of sadness, but a trace of viciousness of getting what they wanted...